Chapter 10: The Death of Shela

"I'm sorry, Uncle Long, I lied to you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Info Kester knew that he couldn't hide it, and before Yi Tianlong could speak, he simply said frankly, "I'm a wing clan, thank you for taking care of me these days." ā€

In fact, Yi Tianlong still admired the young man in front of him in his heart, but as the leader of a mercenary group, he had to think about more things: "Being able to be searched and arrested by the military at such a great cost, I'm afraid that your status is not low, who are you?" But then, he shook his head again: "Oh don't say, I don't want to know, knowing it means a lot of trouble." But what are you going to do now? Although I will not hand you over, there are so many military personnel looking for your whereabouts. ā€

Kester took a deep breath: "I can't drag you down anymore, Uncle Long, I can't forget your great kindness." I'd better leave you as soon as possible. ā€

Yi Yu'er looked at Kester in surprise: "Brother Lingyun, are you really the Wing Clan?" There should be a lot of bad guys in the city who want to arrest you now, or you might as well hide from us first, right? ā€

"No," said Kester, who had made up his mind, firmly, "if I stay, sooner or later I will trouble you when the military investigates again." Although the military is searching for me right now, ordinary people don't know me, and my wings were completely broken in the forest in an accident, and now no one can tell that I am a wing clan. So as long as I can hide from the military, it should be enough. ā€

"But..."Yi Yu'er wanted to say something, but Yi Tianlong stopped her, as the head of the group, he must be responsible for his mercenary group, he really didn't dare to take a huge risk to continue to shelter Kester: "Ye Lingyun, I'm sorry, although I sympathize with you, I can't harm my brothers who were born and died." ā€

Kester nodded, the other party had already done his duty not to hand him over to the military, and he didn't want to send people under the fence to cause trouble to the other party.

Just as Kester turned to leave, Yi Tianlong stopped him: "Although I can't provide you with a shelter, but you saved my life after all, these 50 silver coins are not charity, they are the magic core of the ironclad crocodile." Originally, the sixth-order demon core should be worth about 500 silver coins, but the ironclad crocodile's magic core is located in the throat, and it was partially shattered by my fighting spirit, and the price is estimated to be not high, so I will pay you. ā€

Kester was about to refuse the reward that fell from the sky in front of him, but he was forced into his hand by Yi Tianlong. Yi Tianlong pulled his trench coat again and threw it to Kester: "You should also use this trench coat first, at least with it you look more like a poor man, it is not easy to be noticed here." ā€

Kester was moved and also had a little more admiration for Yi Tianlong, and the person who could become the leader of the mercenary group really had his unique personality charm. He put on his trench coat and said solemnly: "Uncle Long, today's great kindness is unforgettable, Father testifies, if there is a chance in the future, I will definitely repay it twice." May the fragrance of the white clouds always be with you. ā€

Yi Tianlong nodded and didn't say anything, looking at the back of the young man leaving, Yi Yu'er couldn't help but ask curiously, "Father, is he really a wing clan?" It doesn't feel as bad as the propaganda in the city. ā€

Yi Tianlong gently touched her head: "Silly girl, there is some truth, you have to see it with your own eyes." ā€

Kester, who left alone, wore an etianlong trench coat and unexpectedly slipped through several streets without encountering the military personnel who searched for him. Seeing that he was about to leave the satellite city, he decided to get himself a weapon. No, a weapons shop is located on the outskirts of the satellite city.

"Yo, this little brother, do you want to buy weapons?" A fat man poked his head out of the counter.

The boss's clothes looked at the cash cow-like eyes that made Kaist feel uncomfortable: "Boss, I want a sword, I want a wind enchantment." ā€

The fat man glanced at Kester suspiciously: "Why do you want such a good sword for a half-grown teenager?" Can you afford it? ā€

In fact, Kester is a matter of habit, not to mention the enchanted sword in the sky city, even his father, the Winged King Raphael's spear of the god of war is often used by him to practice martial arts. But in fact, for ordinary mercenaries, they really don't need enchanted weapons, and even Yi Tianlong's weapon is just a mortal iron.

However, the fat man is a businessman, and after seeing Kester take out dozens of silver coins, he shut up directly, he bent down and took out a sword gate from under the counter: "This sword is forged with a fourth-level magic core and an eye stone, and it will sell you 40 silver coins." ā€

"30 silver coins," Kester rolled his eyes, following the ivory mercenary group for more than ten days, and Kester slowly understood the price of some weapons, "Otherwise, I'd rather buy an ordinary weapon." ā€

In the midst of the boss's scolding, Kester took the sword, to be honest, if it was in the past, he would not have bothered to use this sword even if it was placed in front of Kester, but now it was the best weapon he could get. "It's better than the boning knife you used when you first escaped from the palace." Kester thought to himself. I really don't know how the fat boss would react if he knew that his enchanted sword was compared to a boning knife in the palace kitchen, I am afraid that he would vomit blood and die.

"Go to the North Gate!" Just as Kester was about to leave the weapons shop, a familiar voice rang out, and Kester nimbly ducked into the shop. That's right, it was one of the military personnel who had just entered the door to check the water meter, but at this moment his voice was a little urgent, "I heard that the first team had an encounter with the Wing Clan, and there was a big fight, and both sides left corpses on the ground. ā€

"Didn't we just get an order that the prince of the Wing Clan had died at the hands of the Bloodtooth Silver Wolf?" Another voice asked.

"It's not the prince this time, it's the princess of the Wing Clan, damn it, why are there so many things on our side, originally I just came to mix up the qualifications." The Terran, who might have been the squad leader, said.

"Hey, Captain, you go slowly, wait for me..."

Kester waited for them to pass before leaving the shop and quietly following them. Although he was very excited to hear the news of Sheila suddenly, Kester's alertness did not make Kester take it lightly, and he hung far behind the two Terran soldiers, and did not quietly approach until he reached the north gate and had a cover.

"What? Both sides are doomed? The battlefield has long been deserted, in addition to the corpses in one place, there is also a small group of Terran soldiers standing on the side of the battlefield, and the Terran warriors led by him are furious at the soldiers in front of him, "No amount of military merit can be mixed up now." If only you guys had gone faster, it's better now, they all took the credit for killing the princess of the Wing Clan, but they are all dead, and let's help them collect their bodies. ā€

Kill the Winged Princess! Kester is like five thunderbolts, could it be that Shera... He looked around to prove that he had misheard, but instead saw Shera lying on the ground.

"Then let's say that we killed the princess." A soldier interjected.

"Lie detector magic, you are going to fight? Idiot! You stay and clean up the scene for me, and the others come back with me to report. Oh yes, you were the slowest just now, so you can stay. ā€

Leaving behind the two unlucky soldiers, the captain went back with the rest of the soldiers in a fit of rage.

"Damn, I'm going to get into trouble, let you intervene, and I'll stay and help you." The last mercenary who was left behind looked depressed.

"I don't want to," said the former, with an innocent expression, "I just made a suggestion." ā€

"Let's think about how to help you collect your own corpses!" Kester on the side had long been unable to suppress the grief and anger in his heart, if it hadn't been for the reason in his heart that restrained him just now, he would have rushed to the desperate end. At this moment, there are only two ordinary soldiers left who are cleaning the battlefield, just for him to vent the fire in his heart. With a loud roar, he drew his sword, and dove into the weeds, flying towards the two soldiers.

"Who, who are you?" The previous soldier looked at the back in front of him and asked in a trembling tone. Just a second ago, Kester's burst of sword pierced the chest of the next soldier.

"Don't you recognize me? You've been looking for me all over the streets for so long. Kester turned his head grimly, allowing the other to see his face.

"You, you, you, you're still alive?" The Terran soldier was startled like a frightened fawn, he turned around without hesitation, turned around and ran, joking, originally his two low-level warriors were not opponents combined, the appearance and strength of the prince of the Wing Clan were clearly investigated by the coalition forces, and he stayed alone to find death more purely to find death.

It's a pity that Kester can't let him escape, the long sword infused with fighting spirit quickly slashed through the neck of the Terran soldier, and the fleeing Terran warrior has no room for resistance at all before the erupting Kester catches up and cuts his throat.

After doing everything, Kester flew towards Shela's body, and he looked at Shera's face with a hint of luck, only to find that it was really his sister. The moon earrings on the chest still exude the faint body fragrance of the girl, but everything is only memories.

"Ah~~~" A hysterical roar came from the silent north gate.

An hour later, watching the flames of the corpse burning behind him gradually dim, the fire in Kester's heart could not be extinguished. He was reluctant to cremate Shera, but walked for a long time with her body in his arms, and finally buried her on a hillside facing heaven. When the last word on the tombstone was engraved, the wind sword in his hand was already missing, and the setting sun had also set below the horizon, and Kester sat down as if he had lost all his strength. From now on, the last concern is gone, what do I have left? Kester's mind was confused.

"Done?" In the stronghold where the Wing Clan assassins were hiding, Shera asked with a cold expression, and behind her was a pair of pitch-black wings!

"Well, now that the Six Clans probably think we're dead, there shouldn't be any more soldiers trying to round us up."

"Hmph, six clans, sooner or later, one day, I will ask you to pay back more!" Sheila didn't know that her death had deceived not only the Six Clans, but also Kester, who was alone.

(ps:The second chapter of the temporary type.,I feel that the quality will be worse than the previous chapters.,Hey,I'm so tired that I'm going to sleep)

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